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This is the first Thanksgiving of 2007, which happened last weekend. Notice the warm weather clothes.
Our Christmas pictures will be so much fun… kids not looking at the camera.
Kevin’s parents got a new dog, Berkley, who loves Kennedy.
The boys watch tv (and jump on the couch) while we put things on the table.
The bird.
Kevin’s dad carving the bird, a great pic of Kris & Mark’s new kitchen!
The other half of the kitchen (it’s too big to fit in one shot), I’m putting pickles on a plate.
And a nice bath to end the day. Rub-a-dub, dub. Three dudes in the tub.
We took out all the naked photos so as to not embarrass The Three Amigos when they’re older.
Colby’s shampoo mohawk. McKay makes a funny face while looking at Ryan’s mohawk.
November 25th, 2007
So I have been holding off on posting about this until I saw my Dad last weekend. You see, when he got a new car, he refused to tell me what kind it was. Apparently this was some sort of payback to us for not sharing the names of our babies with them before they were born. Oh well… I decided to hold off what kind of car I bought until I could show it to him in person. I have always loved the Lexus IS 300, which is now the IS 250 and IS 350. I guess my Dad decided he liked them too, because that is what he bought. So, I certainly couldn’t get one of those now… because that would just be weird.
So, if you haven’t guessed it already, I did get a new car. Its not “new new”, just new to me. It’s a 2003 BMW 330i with the Performance Package. I don’t have a fancy picture of it yet, here’s one of it in my sister’s driveway last weekend when we were celebrating Thanksgiving. Just ignore the boxes in the back:
It is in really great shape as the former owner took really good care of it. I look forward to driving it for a while. So can we please all have a moment of silence for the old ‘95 Civic? (Silence). It served me quite well since I obtained it in 1998. I drove it for nine and a half years and it is still kicking quite well. If you or someone you know is looking for a car with great gas mileage, good condition, and an excellent stereo with integrated iPod hookup, send them my way.
And finally, you may be wondering why I titled this post this way. Well, “Daddy’s Siber Car” is what Colby calls it… I’m not even sure I got the spelling right, but he is obviously saying “Silver”, but it really kind of sounds like “Super”. I tend to agree. I’ll leave you with a video:
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November 24th, 2007
So you are in for a double blog today, folks! It is my turn to tell you all what I am thankful for not only this day, but every day. I probably won’t say it very eloquently as Jenna did, but nonetheless it is true from my heart.
As I told them both today, I am thankful for both sets of our parents. I am not ashamed to say that they provided for Jenna and me as we went through college. I am thankful that they gave us just enough, but not too much. Many of our friends will have student loans to pay off for years because either their parents didn’t or couldn’t afford to put them through school. I do not say this in a proud or conceited way; I am truly thankful because without this debt hanging over us we are able to begin saving for the kids’ college and our retirement. We are able to own our house and buy things without creating more debt. I hope to be able to pass on this blessing to my children and hopefully someday payback our parents in some way.
Recently in our small group we were asked, “What one thing/activity/place stirs your affections for Jesus/God?” It is the thought of my children. Never in my life have I understood more clearly the depth of the sacrifice that God made when he gave Jesus to die on the cross for my sins. The thought of giving Colby or Kennedy to die for someone else is completely beyond comprehension. If ever I need a reality check of the depth of God’s love for me (and you), this is all I need to think about. So with all that being said, I am thankful that God is not selfish. God is not proud. God is faithful to me even when I am not faithful to Him. God can forgive. God can forget. God loves me, and He loves you, too.
9This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. 10This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. 11Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.
– 1 John 4:9-11
What are some of the things you are thankful for?
November 22nd, 2007
No, I’m not talking about the TV station. This is the name of my current Bible study - Community Bible Study.
Shala told me about CBS last year. Her biggest joy was the children’s program, which Colby I have come to know and love. My wish is that if I am going to learn about the Bible, I want my kids to learn the Bible too. (Kennedy goes to the children’s program too, but the curriculum starts at age 1.) Colby learns wonderful songs and can tell me the Bible story each week. They put Bible verses to music, and he loves it.
This year the name of the study is Servants of God. We have already been through the book of Joshua and are currently finishing up Judges. Next is Ruth. After that comes…. (can you tell me?) We’ll finish in May with 2nd Samuel.
So why am I mentioning CBS right now? We did just meet today, but Thursday, November 29th is “Bring a Friend to CBS” day. If you are in the BCS area, please let me know if you want to be my friend and come to Bible study with me! I have thoroughly enjoyed the study and the core group I’m in, and I think any of you would love it. (Email me if you’re coming, especially if you have kiddos and need “childcare”.)
November 15th, 2007
I always knew there was a difference between boys and girls, despite the obvious. But, now that we have a son and a daughter, it has proven to be fact. About four years ago, I read the book Wild at Heart by John Eldredge. He speaks of the innate differences between boys and girls and how our culture has taken to emasculating males, in so many areas. (I highly recommend it, whether you have a son or not; it is very appropriate in dating/marriage as well.) So many early childhood experts want for boys to play with dolls or have exposure to the same toys girls have. And, they want girls to play with cars and balls and swords too.
Colby is a wonderfully compassionate and caring child. He is incredibly empathetic to his baby sister and to his friends when they cry. BUT - he is ALL BOY.
We have a bubble sword. Colby wants to chop down our trees with it. Colby has a play kitchen outside. He cooks acorns, makes sure they’re “not too hot”, and then throws them in the air. Kennedy has baby dolls. Colby kisses them, then throws them in the air. (After all, they are toys.)
When we bought our house, it came with a makeshift wooden playground in the backyard. It’s actually not so much of a playground as an A-frame with a few steps and a plastic slide. We move the slide often because it collects water when it rains. Colby likes to move the slide himself, to dump out the water and to play on it. One day I noticed he had moved it to the fence. Here is one of the sweetest and most boyish moments I have captured with the camera - Colby, as King of His Castle.
(He is throwing acorns down the slide.)
Then, he runs down the slide to collect more acorns.
Sometimes he falls off the slide, but he just looks for more acorns!
I told Colby to stand on top of his slide and say, “I! AM! COLBY!” He said, “I, COLBY!”
Oh, how we have been praying that Colby would be like Joshua, a brave and courageous man. And, as part of my CBS lesson last week, that Colby would be like Gideon, a mighty warrior!
November 12th, 2007
(Has anyone seen that funny SNL skit from the 70s with Dana Carvey as the Church Lady?)
It is just hitting me that Thanksgiving is less than 2 weeks away, and Christmas is about 6 weeks away… I haven’t started my Christmas shopping, I haven’t even thought about our family picture and Christmas cards, and it’s not helping that our high temperature outside today was 85. Who can think about decking the halls and roasting chestnuts by a fire when it’s that warm outside?
Regardless of what I need to do before December 25th rolls around, this Christmas Kevin and I are debating about what to do with Santa Claus. This is the first year Colby is going to pay attention to the gifts, at least I’m assuming. Kevin and I really like the idea of giving three really big gifts to the kids - like the Three Wise Men. (I know it may not have been Three wise men, but I do like tradition, and however many there were did bring three gifts.) The gifts for the kids would be things they like and have asked for, but limiting it to three so as to not go overboard. And, with that, I just assume the gifts would be from us. I’m all about giving credit to where credit is due, and I don’t really like the idea of Colby thinking we didn’t get him anything for Christmas.
But, Kevin and I did grow up with the notion of Santa Claus every Christmas, and we enjoyed it. I felt really special when I was 8 and I found out who Santa really was… but I couldn’t tell my sisters! Even now, my parents have said that Santa will stop coming when we stop believing. I think Katrina still believes in Santa, at age 17. 
But when Kevin found out Santa didn’t really slide down the chimney and come from the North Pole, he cried. I think he was 6.
So, what do you do for Christmas with your kids? Santa, or no Santa? Any other traditions you want to share?
November 10th, 2007
If it hasn’t been mentioned in one of our other posts about Kennedy, she LOVES to bounce. She will bounce in your arms, bounce laying down, sitting up, you name it… So tonight Jenna asked me to hang up the doorway bounce thingy. I think that is the official name… yeah. The doorway bounce thingy is sitting in the doorway to our front foyer, which echoes quite a bit. Kennedy loves this because she also likes to hear her own voice. This woke up Colby so he came out and we had a little bounce time.
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November 8th, 2007
Whenever I hear these words from Colby, it’s usually one of three things:
1. He has strewn his toys around his room.
2. He has been eating and has smeared food all over his face and clothes.
3. He has been outside recently and has gotten muddy.
Of course, all of these are a direct result of his being 2 1/2 AND his being a boy, but #3 is the one he especially enjoys. Take a look for yourself. Oh and yes, I do own my fair share of Spray N Wash.
Mud in full view
Me: “Colby, let me take your picture!”
Colby: “Cheese!”
Up next - Colby: The King of His Castle.
November 7th, 2007
Technically, this was yesterday, on the 4th. As you can see from the picture, she is sitting up very well. These overalls are so cute on her and she looks great in them! (Thanks, G-Mom!) But, that was the only time Kennedy has and will ever wear them because she’s outgrowing all her clothes.
Kennedy weighs 20 pounds and is 27 1/2 inches long. She now has 4 teeth on the bottom (2 are clearly visible) and 2 on the top. She still doesn’t have much hair; she never had much to begin with either. But, the hair she does have we think will be a reddish-auburn color. Her eyes are so blue and she also has her Daddy’s long eyelashes.
Her very first syllable was “mmmmm”, which she turned into “mmmahh mmmahhh”. I’m declaring that her first word was Mama. :) She has also said “dada” and recently (um, yesterday) said “ga-ga”. Yes, she’s advanced in her speech, but in our family, she has to be quick to get a word in edgewise!
Kennedy’s favorite word is “Bubba”, which is what we took to calling Colby. She loves to say Bubba, and Colby loves to hear her say it. She also loves to be held and hugged, and she likes to hug back and give those sweet open-mouthed kisses. Although in this picture, it looks like Colby is holding on for dear life and she’s trying to escape!
We think she will crawl soon, because in just 2 short weeks she has gone from this position… (on tummy)
…to this position (on all fours)
Actually, there’s she’s on 3 limbs. She does get to all 4 and then starts rocking back and forth. What a cutie.
November 5th, 2007
With all the scary recalls of toys with lead in the paint, I don’t want to take any chances with my kiddos. I am buying only wooden toys made in America!
I found a list at My Two Boys. And, she’s giving away wooden toys throughout the month of November - I’d love for Colby to win this cute tool box from Natural Pod.
November 3rd, 2007
On Tuesday (the 30th) my MOPS group planned out a Pumpkin Patch Playdate at one of the churches in town. They set up storytime, games, and pumpkin painting. I wanted to go and take pictures with the kids and the pumpkins. But, the night before, Kennedy slept terribly and I was incredibly tired, so I asked Kevin to come home from work and help me get the kids ready for our 10:30 am outing. He agreed and we were able to make it.
We drove up to the church, and there were NO big pumpkins there. NONE. (When we got home later, I had gotten an email which explained that the church had an unusually large run on pumpkins the Saturday before, so the nice ladies in charge went and bought some small pumpkins for our kids to paint. At least we had that. And, what was I thinking, going the day before Halloween?) Kevin’s picture-taking opportunities were incredibly limited, but he found a way around that. (Read on.)
So, we get out, walk up to our group, and Colby decides to run all around the large grassy area. This is pretty normal for Colby, except that this particular field of this particular church bordered a very busy street. So, off Kevin went to chase Colby around, while I talked with the other Moms and carried Kennedy in the mei tai. Kevin ended up taking some really good pictures of Colby, all the while making sure Colby didn’t dart out into oncoming traffic. Oh, and Kevin was completely dressed up for work that day, too, slacks and a long-sleeved dress shirt with dress shoes.. he might have even been wearing a tie? But he definitely wasn’t wearing his running shoes.
At some point in time, Kevin switches kids with me - I play chase while Kevin takes pictures of Kennedy. But as soon as it’s my turn with the boy, he runs over to the little pumpkins and throws them on the ground. He thinks they are balls. In his mind, they’re round, they’re orange, they must be basketballs! After a little while, he starts crying and screaming like he’s in pain. “What’s happening?” I ask him. “BAAAAAA,” Colby says. Lots of tears, lots of sadness. I ask if he wants to paint a pumpkin or put stickers on it. “NO, HURT!” he tells me. I ask if he wants to listen to the story or play games? “MAMA, BOOTY HURT!” ohhhh, no.
Well, long story short, Colby had diaper rash. So I took him to the car to change his diaper and make sure he was okay. All the while, Kevin is taking care of Kennedy and talking with the other Moms in my MOPS group! What a trooper.
I am so grateful that Kevin came with me because I could not have handled all that drama by myself with 2 kids! With all that he does, working 3 jobs - at Capsher, at home, and at church (but not in any particular order), it never ceases to amaze me that he puts his family first. He really didn’t have time to take off and go with us to this function, but he knew it was important to me to try and be there. I could have never gotten there without him! In something that seems so simple, he really does care about the details of my day and I am truly thankful for him. Kevin is such a great Daddy to his kids, but he’s an even better husband to me.
Here’s the pictures he got to take that day.
Check out these dimples!
Check out this hat!
Yummy hay.
Colby as The Thinker
Our Two Beautiful Children
November 2nd, 2007
This year I was a little weary as to what our plans would be for Halloween.
First, the weather wasn’t cooperating, because a week ago, we had record low temperatures in the 40s. (Yes, I realize it’s common for the weather to get colder in the Northern Hemisphere as fall arrives, but we do live in Texas.)
Second, I didn’t know what costumes the kids were going to wear because of said weather conditions and because Colby is going through a “scared” phase when it comes to dressing up as anything else besides Colby. He doesn’t like playing dress-up, nor does he like seeing anyone he knows in any sort of dress that is different that what is normal. Imagination is not his plaything.
Third, I wasn’t sure what activities we were going to take part in, because Colby’s abnormal napping schedule and Kennedy’s feeding schedule don’t allow for much wiggle room.
Now, with all that said, let me just tell you how great God is and how He will work things out, if we just let Him! What a wonderful day we had on Halloween.
First, the weather suddenly got warmer and it was so pleasant on Halloween day and Halloween night. I almost wanted to go swimming, on October 31st!
Second, I borrowed several costumes for both kids, in case Colby decided to change his mind. (Thanks, G.) Also, in talking with some friends, I was given the idea to dress Colby up in his pajamas, instead of dragging him through the trauma that was Halloween, in his mind. (Thanks, Jill!) So, it was a lot easier to say, “Colby, let’s put on your Lightning McQueen pajamas and go get some candy!” instead of “Let’s dress up like something you’re afraid of and drag you through the town, kicking and screaming.” We kept the costumes in the car, but he really liked his pj’s. We did too. (Although, he moved so quickly all night that we never got a clear picture of him looking at the camera!)
Kennedy was the cutest punkin’ pumpkin I’ve ever seen. This is Geralyn and Evie (dressed as a strawberry!) and me holding the girl. I think her hat looked more like a gladiator’s helmet!
Third, let me say that I’m incredibly in favor of the move toward Fall Festivals/Trunk-or-Treats instead of the “traditional” ringing the doorbell ritual. When Kevin and I were younger, we went door-to-door in our own neighborhood and we really got to know our neighbors better. They enjoyed seeing our costumes each year, and we liked that they liked to see us. (Plus, the Bowers always gave out $1 McDonald’s coupons, and the Dr. Birdwell (a dentist) gave out toothbrushes.) But, things have become unsafe, and kids now walk in the middle of unlit streets in droves. Parents drop them off to scour the neighborhood, and then they’re left waiting on a street corner for someone to come and pick them up.
*stepping off soapbox to continue*
In light of that, Kevin’s work had a tremendous idea to trick-or-treat around the office. Most everyone decorated, and the kids were able to get candy from the cubicles! It was so cute and everyone had a great time.
This is Colby and his friend Bella (dressed as a fish), getting candy!
Oh, and if you haven’t seen Kevin’s hair lately (or lack of), he used it for his costume…. he was a stick of Secret Deodorant. Get it? He also rubbed powdered sugar on his head and then stuck his head in his co-workers’ armpits all day. Yum.
After stopping by Capsher, we went up to church and took part in the Fall Festival. Colby’s favorite part was the jump tent/bounce house. He loves sitting on them and letting others bounce him into the stratosphere. (Pictures are on my camera, we’ll get them up hopefully soon.) Everyone at church loved the kids’ costumes, and Kevin’s as well.
Look at these eyelashes!
And what about Colby’s nap that day? He didn’t take one, but we were able to get around that. At 8 pm, on our way home for bath and bed, he and Kennedy were sacked out in the back seat. Colby then slept until we woke him up at 8 am the next morning. I was a very happy mommy.
November 1st, 2007
Friday is my day off.
Ha! I’m laughing just typing that out. Woo! (I don’t get a day off.) But, Friday is the only day of the week that I’m not racing to be somewhere at a certain time. So, I get to catch up on laundry and do whatever the kids want to do that day. Sometimes I get to sleep in. (Ha! Another funny, because sleeping in means until 8 or maybe 8:30.) But when I do sleep in, then I have to wait and shower until Kennedy goes down for her morning nap. And, there’s a delicate balance of when I can shower between feeding Kennedy and when Colby is ready to play, inside or out.
On one Friday, Colby tells me he wants to go outside and play. This is not unusual. On this day, I sent him outside by himself , but of course with bug spray on, because the mosquitoes love to attack him until he’s left with welts on his legs. (His one rule about playing outside is “No ants.”) So he proceeds to go outside and play and run with our dog Cooper until both are covered head to toe in mud. This is also not unusual. Colby came to the door and cried out, “MAMA!” and I said, “Okay, I’ll be right there, wait until I put Kennedy down in her bed.” So he waited 3 seconds until I came back, and I carried him to the shower to spray him off. Cooper stayed outside because I didn’t want to spray him off yet; he likes to roll in the mud a few times, but he’s a dog.
So I undressed and re-dressed Colby, and then he asked to play with his cars. I told him he could do that in the living room while I took a shower. I hurried to get in the shower because I knew it was almost time for Kennedy to eat.
This is a short transcript of what happened while I was in the shower. Remember, I’m naked, and the time is 10:30 am. The sun is shining and the window blinds are open.
Colby: HEE HEE HEEE! (He’s laughing because he let Cooper inside the house. Cooper is now muddy and tromping through the house with muddy paws. Cooper and Colby love to play chase. This is not unusual.)
Me: Cooper, come here. (I pick up Cooper and put him in the shower with me to wash him off. This IS unusual.)
Colby: Where’s Cooper?
Me: Cooper is taking a bath. He’s all muddy.
Colby: Cooper is muddy. (Exit Colby to play with cars.)
Me: Okay, Cooper, stay here while I shower.
Cooper: You’re nuts, lady. (Okay, maybe he didn’t say those exact words, but it was something to that effect. Because the next thing I know, there’s a wet dog running through the house, shaking water everywhere and rubbing his fur on the carpet to try and get dry.)
Me: COLBY! COLBY!
Colby: Yes, Mama? (Colby comes to me and opens the shower curtain so he can see me.)
Me: Colby, go get Cooper and tell him to come here. (As soon as I say this to him, I realize there is no way he’s going to get the dog back into the bathtub, much less the bathroom.)
Colby: COOPER! HEE HEE HEEEE! (Colby goes back to chasing Cooper.)
Me: Okay, well, I’ll just finish my shower and deal with the dog later…
Kennedy: WAAAAAAAHHH!!!
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Needless to say, I didn’t get to shave.
October 8th, 2007
When I tell say that sentence to most people, they think I’m crazy, nuts, have gone off the deep end, etc. People my parents’ age especially think I’m nuts because they have visions of a cloth rag with diaper pins you have to stick in your hair in order for them to be sharp anymore. They also think of diapering services and hanging laundry to dry on a clothesline.
NOT ANYMORE!
We have some good friends that helped us make the switch. In fact, we were completely oblivious to the world of cloth diapering until we went over to their house and noticed their then 15 month-old son’s diaper cover was sticking out of his shorts and we said, “Is he wearing training pants?” They told us no, but we really didn’t ask anything about it. So then we started hearing more and more about cloth diapers and the revolutionary technology that has evolved into the 20th century cloth (no kidding). I actually read some websites that made me not want to switch, because they talked about the labor-intensive process of soaking, laundering, and folding. But the more and more I talked with actual people, they assured me that it was possible to still have a life and cloth diaper their kids at the same time.
So in a nutshell, here are the reasons why we switched.
1. We didn’t want to create so much waste. There is so much household waste and most American families do use disposable diapers. I haven’t asked each of them why, nor will I ever get to, but I believe most families like the ease and convenience of disposables, without thinking of the cost of the rising landfills. After switching to cloth, we only have 1 trashbag in our big trashcan each week, whereas before (with 2 kids in diapers) we had 3-4. Many people think that we should not worry about taking care of our earth, because God will take care of and provide for everything we need. But, since it does belong to the LORD, so why shouldn’t we have the reverence and respect to take care of His creation?
2. We wanted to save money. What about the start-up cost? Yes, it’s costly, but so is having a baby. We will easily make up the difference in six months, and if we have another kid or 2, we won’t have to pay it again. Not true with disposables. What about the trade-off in water costs? Our water bill has not changed in the six weeks we’ve been using cloth.
3. We knew it was better for the kids’ hygiene. Statistically, kids that are cloth-diapered learn to use the potty faster. And, when Colby wore disposables, he had several diaper rashes in his lifetime, and we had to get two different prescription creams (and two different doctor’s office visits) in order for it to clear up. Now, he rarely gets a rash, and if he does, it clears up much quicker.
4. We wanted the convenience. It’s convenient, you say? Yes! We don’t have to rush out and get diapers at midnight! I mean, we’re already washing clothes every day anyway, so why not throw another load on? And, we bought the one-size-fits-all, so Colby and Kennedy wear the same diapers and we adjust the sizes with snaps.
So, let me show you what these wonderful things are. (From the Cotton Babies website, Bum Genius diapers
There are tabs and snaps and elastic, oh my! My mom and dad think these diapers are the best thing since sliced bread, and I kind of agree. I really think another reason most American (or non-American!) families don’t use cloth is because they do have the preconceived notions I mentioned earlier. They don’t know how companies have spent millions trying to perfect their product and make it easier for Moms to make a difference in the environment. Ignorance is NOT bliss, in fact, it’s just ignorance.
We do owe a lot to the Supercinskis - they let us borrow diapers to try out. What great friends! We were able to use the diapers for both kids and then wash and dry them. Cloth diapering is pretty much the same as “regular” diapering, but with a better purpose in mind. I highly recommend it.
October 5th, 2007
Has anyone seen “Honey, I Blew Up the Kid”? Disney movie, circa 1990 or so. Rick Moranis builds this machine and it’s supposed to make things bigger. However, he zaps his two year-old and the kid keeps growing and growing until he towers over Las Vegas. (Keri Russell was in this movie, come to think of it.) Anyway, the kid’s least favorite word is “nap” because whenever he hears it he says, “NO NAP! NO NO NO NAP!” But when he gets to be gargantuan-sized, Rick Moranis wants the kid to lie down so he can get him back to normal size, so here’s the conversation between Rick, the kid, and the Mom.
Rick - “How about we take a nice…”
Mom - “NO, honey!”
Kid - “I love bunny.”
Rick - “…long…”
Mom - “Don’t say it!!”
Rick - “…NAP!?”
Kid - (pulls his thumb out of his mouth, throws his bunny on the ground and starts stamping) “NO NAP, NO NAP! NO NO NO NAP!”
So why am I telling you this? Because even though Colby is not a giant, he has decided that he is against taking naps. Thankfully, he doesn’t tell me “NO NAP!” But, my life, as I once knew it, is changing. No, it’s not over, but it is changing.
Colby has been very good at keeping routines. When it’s time for nap, we get some milk, we change his diaper, he gives me his milk back, we sing some songs, I turn on his singing aquarium and maybe his cd player, and then I’m out the door with a “Night-night, Mama.” Apparently, that routine has passed. And, what works one day will not work the next. I also think he’s beginning to understand having a wet/dirty diaper, because when he has one, he comes to me and tells me, no matter what time of the day or night it is. He’s also having a hard time falling asleep for his nap if Kennedy is crying because he wants to be with her to console her. So, combine the beginnings of potty training with an infant baby sister, and his schedule is changing for sure.
Some days he naps, other days he doesn’t. Some days he’s okay without a nap, some days I think he might qualify for the “world’s tired-est kid” contest. Yesterday we went to Aerofit so I could teach my class. The ladies in the nursery told me he was so sleepy and that he would probably fall asleep in the car. Wrong. We went home, ate (some more) lunch, drank (some more) milk, changed (another) diaper, sang songs like usual, and he still wouldn’t fall asleep. So, after awhile, I let him come out of his room so he wouldn’t fall asleep too late. Then, I had to feed Kennedy while he went over to our refrigerator and played with his Fridge Phonics & Fridge DJ. A few minutes later, I hear silence in the kitchen, followed by… snoring. This was at 5:30 pm. Can you guess what our evening was like, trying to get him to bed after he took a nap at 5:30?
Ugh. Colby has always been very good at playing by himself in his room or in the living room. He doesn’t usually come out of his room during naptime unless he wants more milk or needs another diaper, so at least he is getting some “down time”. I’m just complaining because I want a nap! 
September 18th, 2007
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